ANTI BARBIE

Come and buy my toys – David Bowie

Smiling girls and rosy boys Come and buy my little toys Monkeys made of gingerbread And sugar horses painted red Rich men’s children running past Their fathers dressed in hose Golden hair and mud of many acres on their shoes Gazing eyes and running wild Past the stocks and over stiles Kiss the window merry child But come and buy my toys You’ve watched your father plough the field with a ram’s horn Sowed it wide with peppercorn and furrowed with a bramble thorn Reaped it with a sharpened scyth, threshed it with a quill The miller told your father that he’d work it with the greatest will Now your watching’s over you must play with girls and boys Leave the parsley on the stalls Come and buy my toys You shall own a cambric shirt You shall work your father’s land But now you shall play in the market square Till you’ll be a man Smiling girls and rosy boys Come and buy my little toys Monkeys made of gingerbread And sugar horses painted red
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